Elevation (Free My Mind)

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The B.U.M.S

The B.U.M.S (Brothas Unda Madness), also known as The Baby Uh Music Service, was a hip-hop duo consisting of rappers D-Wyze and E-Vocalist. They were active in the 1990s and hailed from Oakland, California. The duo released their debut album, "Lyfe 'N' Tyme," in 1995, which showcased their flow and lyricism over jazzy and soulful beats. The B.U.M.S gained a modest following with their socially conscious and introspective lyrics, but unfortunately, their career was short-lived as they disbanded after the release of their album. more »

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1995

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[Repeat: x4]
I gotta free my mind

I gotta free my mind, free my mind
Yeah, I gotta free my mind, free my mind
I gotta free my mind, free my mind
Yeah? I gotta free my mind, free my mind

From sand docks to auction blocks to R&B
From hip-hop, how many rappers flip-flop to get props?
Signed the dotted line but didn't read through the costs
(When your album sits on the desk) "That's when ya lost!"
Followed your label's notion no promotion now you're audi
And that's the type of moves that make an artist act rowdy
Emcees fallin victim to financial, seduction
Then watchin creative weight extracted, like liposuction
Your A and R like see'n'are got many styles to suit ya
But if it's false to me I've never been an ass smoocher
Since I don't brainwash minds, with talkin nines and
How I shoot ya, it seems no multi million dollar contract's
In my future, I could swallow the bait and get gassed
Like petroleum, but contracts break like Rock Steady
On linoleum, no wackin in my format, no Grammy awards
Rap over break loops and samples, no R&B chords
On a mission from God, to make the conscious souls nod
When I'm rhyming, I take tracks of coal and then
Compress em to a diamond, I'm in the mind state
To escalate, when all rappers participate
It's fate for rap to elevate

[Repeat: x2]
I gotta free my mind (yo as a matter of fact)
I gotta free my mind (we're not goin out like that)
I gotta free my mind (we got the power to stay)
"Other rappers, they went slip slidin away"

You're goin, downtown to leave your mark on the biz
You reminisce, you and your A&R was first friends
You got talent and you ain't afraid to splurge hip-hop
Better thrills than Jordan alley-oops the pill but still
Got verbals like murder, so call on Perry Mason
Twenty-five to life, is what I'm facing, for this fate's in
The element of fine print I've read it and overseen
By judgmental pompous ass phonetics, the critic
I'm still the rapper for the rhymes that he expresses
Or manifests, no frontin, I wrote the shit while blunted
Take control, don't be a fuckin fish on a pole
Label's will leave you murdered in a river with no soul
It's true, for what you say is what you do with the flow
For labels MC's come and they go, but B.U.M.S.
We leave our mark for hip-hop's devastation
In our strive to stay alive for my record's elevation

I gotta free my mind, free my mind
Yeah, I gotta free my mind, free my mind
I gotta free my mind, free my mind
Yeah? I gotta free my mind, free my mind

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